Austin City Limits: Day Two (Zilker Park, Austin, TX, 24 September 2005)

It was another blistering hot day here in Austin. Temperatures were expected to reach as high as 109 degrees fahrenheit, despite the fact that there's hurricane Rita just a few hundred miles away from here. I kind of wished that tropical storm Rita would at least come over here to cool things off. It was hot. It was dusty. It was humid. It was gross.

With that in mind, we decided not to go the festival until later in the afternoon. The earliest gig that we wanted to see was Tegan & Sara, but they cancelled their appearance. Thank goodness! So, Death Cab turned out to be the first band of the day.

Death Cab for Cutie -- Cingular Stage

The Cingular Stage is the second biggest stage in the entire festival and everyone and their mom packed that area to see O.C. favorites Death Cab. It was really hard to get a decent spot in that stage. It didn't help that the temperatures were so high that we lacked any motivation to go see them and to even attempt to crowd and push around others. So, we opted to stand way stage left, near all the portable seat people.

Death Cab is a great band, but I never found their live performance to be that jolting or riveting. It has that potential, but I just couldn't make myself do it. So, I was content on being far away.

The first song they played was "Marching Bands of Manhattan," my favourite song off their new album Plans. That song live is something else, and I'm sure it's even better live in a more intimate venue.

Throughout their set, they played a good mix of songs from Plans ("Soul Meets Body," among others) and their other releases. They played "I Was a Kaleidoscope," which surprised me since that's such an "old" song by their standards. Songs that were expected off Transatlanticism such as "New Year" and "Title and Registration" were also played.

However, I was just not into their set. I was far, it was hot and the sound was being drowned out by all the people talking all around me. I wish I could have enjoyed their set, but I didn't.

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The next band after Death Cab was Bloc Party. However, we opted not to watch Bloc Party but instead go back to Downtown Austin to get some BBQ and watch bats fly from Congress bridge. The BBQ was alright, but the bats were a complete disappointment. Those bastards didn't come out until after 8pm, and we waited since 5:45pm for those guys. We did see a few bats fly close by, but it was so dark outside that it was hard to see whether what you're looking at was a bat or a black bird.

We left TGIF (its viewing deck is perfect for bat watching), we took cabs and hurried up back to Zilker Park to catch Oasis.

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Oasis - Cingular Stage

We barely made it just in time to see Oasis. When we walked in, "Fuckin' in the Bushes" was on. It was still packed in the Cingular Stage despite seeing a lot of people walking out. It's amazing that there's still a huge following for Oasis. Even kids in their teens were amused and sang along to Oasis.

Their set list is the same as any other show, with a few notable omissions such as "Bring It On Down" and "Guess God Thinks I'm Abel." Otherwise the setlist was the same as the previous three times I saw them this year.

Liam was wearing shorts during this gig, which is the same shorts he wore for the SPIN photo shoot last month. Liam wasn't looking too good that night, clothes wise, but he made up for it with his siganture cheekiness and playful nature. He again dedicated "Live Forever" to the people in New Orleans and again incited the crowd with his banter.

Noel was perhaps the most talkative and active of the group. He talked to the crowd about various things. Like, what the translator lady was doing and how she can translate what Noel's saying into sign language. I think before Noel played "Don't Look Back in Anger," he commented that he was freaked out by the Snow Bank building because it looked like an owl. He also told the crowd a story about how two cockroaches were fighting in his room and how he demanded room service to come up and get rid of them.

"Don't Look Back in Anger" was the song of the evening. Everyone singing along and just re-living their youth. Although some of the youth were singing along too. It's surprising to see that this song has eclipsed all other Liam-led vocal songs such as "Live Forever" and "Wonderwall," but Noel does have a knack for touching the hearts of people through words and song.

This doesn't top any of the prior Oasis gigs I've been to, but it's a memorable one.

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The Arcade Fire (Stubb's BBQ, Austin, TX, 23 September 2005)

This must be what hell feels like in the morning...

I'm in Austin, Texas to attend the world famous Austin City Limits Festival. But, as a precursor to that event, I bought two tickets to see the most fucking amazing band of all time: Arcade Fire. They're playing at Stubbs BBQ which is a BBQ joint and concert venue.

It was hella hot in Austin. Try 100+ degrees in the daytime, lowering to a comfortable high 70's to mid 80's in the evening. Thank goodness it was the evening, because Stubb's is an outdoor venue. And a great one at that. The stage is elevated up high and the entire floor is lined with gravel and dirt. The acoustics were just fabulous, even if it's an outdoor venue.

We missed the Black Keys, even though we did watch their performance from the telly whilst eating my BBQ sides. I got me some cheap, top shelf mixed drink and effortlessly made my way up the front. Texans are so nice! So, I had a great spot, stage left, to see Arcade Fire. I could hardly contain myself!

Here they come and they started off with a Bob Dylan cover entitled "Hard Rain." I didn't know what it was until well after the show. It was an amazing song, and it started the show off right instead of the typical "Wake Up."

Well, "Wake Up" did follow and once Owen and Sara started playing the strings, that's when I started going crazy. Subdued, but yet crazy (if that makes any sense). I was yelling from the top of my lungs the shouting portion of the song, with my drink raised high and my eyes closed to capture the feeling of the song. I danced to the "dancy" portion of the song, so much so that I may have created a mini dust cloud from the gravel. By the way, the persons around me were doing the same.

"Laika" followed, with as much intensity as their previous performances. This time, Will went up on the speakers, stage left, and towered over the crowd like King Kong swatting planes from the Empire State Building. Richard was left with banging his own helmet-shielded head with the drumsticks.

Win then said that "We're the Arcade Fire from Montreal." He also made some remarks about the people in Houston and South Texas who were fleeing from Rita.

I forgot what song was played next, but they did play their EP set. This was different from their San Francisco performance. It included "No Cars Go," "Headlights Look Like Diamonds," and "My Heart is an Apple." They also played "Queen's Bitch" by David Bowie. This was the first time I've ever heard their rendition of this song, and it was absolutely beautiful. I was singing along to the verse.

"Crown of Love" was another highlight. My God, this song just tugs on my heartstrings and makes my spine tingle. Especially the beginning, where the keys were first played by Win and then his voice just taking over from there.

I think it was at the "fast" part of "Crown of Love" that I decided to join all the "Rowdies" in the front, center. I was hopping around like mad, singing along, getting high fives from all the boys around me. One guy said, "Wait til "Rebellion (Lies)"!!" Oh, I'm ready! This guy didn't know who he was messing with.

But man did I meet my match a song or two later....

During "Tunnels," this large, gargantuan guy joined us Rowdies in the front. I swear he was Andre the Giant's long lost child because this guy was H-U-G-E!!! I looked at the "Rebellion (Lies)" guy and we both had an expression on our faces that this was truly the end of our lives. I spoke to Andre Jr. and said, "Dude, you're going to fucking kill us all!!" And he just laughed.

"Power Out" came on and here we go going all crazy! Like CRAZY!!! Jumping around, I found my way in the pseudo mosh pit (it was a friendly one) and got battered pretty bad, but felt good. Then the segway to "Rebellion (Lies)" came on. I went crazy for that too!! See, I didn't have any friends around me, so I needed to find willing suspects for my eye closing routine. So, I put my hands over the "Rebellion (Lies)" guys eyes for a few seconds and he was ready and willing. He enjoyed it and said "FUCK YEAH!!" I then did the same to Andre Jr.!! I thought he was going to kill me but he was so happy and he happily obliged! He then did the same to me, his gargantuan hands covering my entire face (and I have a pretty big head mind you). He then shuffled my hair with his large fingers and we did the whole high five thing and yelled out "FUCK YEAH!!"

FUCK YEAH!!!

At this point, Will plopped his guitar down and gently brought his entire body on the crowd! I was right underneath him and the Rowdies and I carried him around. I then asked him, "Where do you want to go Win?" He used his eyes to signal back to the stage and me and the others wisked him there. My lower back was pressed on the stage as he came back, so basically my upper torsoe was lying on the stage! It was AWESOME!!!

Thank God for the pause between encores. It was hot, I was surrounded by 40 sweaty, stinky boys and girls and I was thirsty. After asking the guy in front of me to steal Win's water, I guzzled it down and shared it amongst the Rowdies. I made a comment to "Rebellion" boy saying that Austin is a great town and that Stubb's is a fantastic venue.

So, here comes the encore. I forgot what they played, but here comes Win again! This time, his arse hit my head. I hugged him for a bit, to show my appreciation and then we wisked him back again.

It was a FANTASTIC show and definitely the highlight of my whole Austin, Texas experience. I was so enthused that when I saw my pal Jim, I ran to him and climbed on his back like he was giving me a piggy back ride! I was still euphoric, hopping all around like a deranged rabbit and shouting out, "I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!!!"

We then went bar hopping. Mind you, my entire shirt and undershirt was drenched. It looked like I came out of Rita for crying out loud! I stunk too, but nobody seemed to mind. I had the orange bracelet, which signifies my Stubb's attendance.

This band can do no wrong.

Beer Rating: 0 Beers

Austin City Limits Festival: Day One (Zilker Park, Austin, TX, 23 September 2005)

This is your music correspondent reporting from the hottest place on Earth: Austin, Texas. It's around 100+ degrees on Friday afternoon here in Zilker Park. The only band I wanted to see the entire day was Kasabian, so I just went to the festival's first day just for that. They came on at around 1:30pm and put on another spectacular performance.

Unlike their tour with Oasis, I actually caught their entire set this time. There was a good sized crowd at the AMD stage, despite the overwhelming heat. They played the exact same songs as before. "LSF," "Processed Beats" and "Club Foot" were among the crowd favourites. Well, they were my favourite at least.

Throughout the entire set, Sergio was commenting on how hot it was out here and how they were very appreciative of the turn out despite the circumstances. Although they sounded like they were in top form, they said that they weren't feeling very well. I think the heat has something to do with it, and the fact that they haven't smoked hash in a while.

After that excellent set, I decided to walk around the festival grounds just to get a gauge of what's up. First, I went shopping at the SoCo Art Market and found some good stuff and a cowboy hat to shield me from the elements. Then I checked out the food court where they had every single cuisine imaginable at reasonable prices. The layout of the entire festival grounds was well organized, with water stations stratigically placed and volunteers all around. There was even a Starbucks tent where I guzzled down some fraps throughout the entire weekend. Corporate sponsorships has its benefits, including getting a free fan/water spray gizmo from the SBC folks and a free picture from Cingular's tent.

I also bought my souvenirs that day at the Festival Market. I got an undated, black ACL shirt and a couple of other things at the Waterloo Records tent. I noticed that Kasabian cancelled their autograph appearance -- so their "not feeling well" statement made more sense.

I decided to go back to my car (the shuttles rule!) and just roam around Austin to know the lay of the land. Checked out the drag, ate a tempeh taco, and then went back to the hotel.

So, for Kasabian:

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Bloc Party (The Warfield, 21 September 2005)

It's Bloc Party....again. Playing a different sized venue....again. And I went...again.

If you remember my article on Mesh regarding Bloc Party a few months ago, I predicted that this band will be so huge (since the hype was justified) that they'll play Fillmore and Warfield sometime soon. Well, Bloc Party indeed played the Fillmore not too long ago and now they just played the Warfield.

You know a band is getting big by virtue of them playing a different sized venue in S.F. for each visit. The hierarchy of "major" venues in S.F. goes something like, from lowest to highest: Bottom of the Hill, Cafe Du Nord, Great American, Slim's, The Fillmore, The Warfield, Bill Graham and Shoreline. Well, Bloc Party started off at Bottom of the Hill, then went to Popscene, then Slim's, Fillmore, respectively, and, now Warfield.

I bought a ticket to this show since a friend of mine loved Bloc Party so much. So I went and I had a great time. They started off with "Positive Tension" which was a weird song to start off with since they started with "Like Eating Glass" for the other shows. The crowd was rowdy when they came in, but they were a bit weirded out by the start of this song.

This "weirdness" subsided when the third or fourth song they played was "Banquet." At this point, me and my friends wanted to jump around and "Banquet" was the perfect song to do it to. I love this song, especially the Phones Disco Remix. "Banquet" energized the crowd and got me mad hopping around. Everyone was dancing non-stop. I liked it so much that I wished they'd do the Gorillaz thing and repeat this song in the encore. They didn't. =-(

Another highlight was their old songs from the EPs. "The Marshalls Forever" and "Little Thoughts" were fantastic! A lot of the crowd didn't recognize the songs, since Silent Alarm is probably the only album from Bloc Party they owned.

Bloc Party also played a bunch of new songs. I don't remember anything distinct about them from their current material -- which is a good thing. Why fix something that isn't broke?

I forgot what the last song they played was, or whether it was truly their last song. They stopped "Helicopter" mid-way to save a somewhat injured woman from the crowd. See, Bloc Party is against all things "moshing" or people getting hurt in their shows. They take it so seriously that they warned people at their Fillmore show about it and did the same thing here. Kele chastised the crowd, along with bassist Gordon, that they don't want to see people injured and that the crowd should behave themselves better.

After Kele helped the girl up the stage and took her backstage for some aid, they continued where they left off. Then they left the stage, in what seemed to be in disgust. They came back after a few minutes and informed the crowd that the girl was alright and further informed the crowd to temper their rowdy behavior.

They then played more songs, some new ones. They also played another encore, which I missed since I needed to use the WC.

Another entertaining show by Bloc Party.

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The Arcade Fire (The Warfield, 18 September 2005)

I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!

Did I tell you that I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!

One would think that after seeing The Arcade Fire in every size venue possible, from as small as The Bottom of the Hill to as huge as the Hollywood Bowl, that they would lose their lustre. I mean, they've been touring non-stop all around the world in support of their debut album Funeral and their recently reissued EP for this entire year. During that time, they've stopped by S.F. a total of four times, and soon to be a 5th at the Download Festival. Well, they haven't lost a step. If not, they've improved and are better than ever.

By far, this is the most fun Arcade Fire show I've ever been to. It's because I actually got to dance and hop around like a chicken on crack. As the clock struck 10pm, the curtains opened with the band right there, ready to launch into "Wake Up." "Wake Up" was brilliantly done, as always, with Richard being able to move from one side of the stage to another, with accordion in hand, without tripping over something. I was at the far stage left, next to the speakers, just holding in my enthusiasm. I was jumping around, but nobody else was. I saw people in the middle front going crazy. I knew I had to join them.

Afterwards, I heard the opening beats to "Laika." At this point, I couldn't contain myself. Like a superhero dashing to save the damsel in distress, I ran towards the middle. I tried to be as courteous as possible, but there were some people unwilling to budge. So, I did the total asshole thing to do and just barged in. My apologies to the people, but I had to do it. I was jumping around like mad, shouting the words "LAIKA!!" I think Win stage dived at this point. I don't remember.

At this point, after "Haiti," their setlist concentrated on the EP. They played "No Cars Go," followed by "Headlights Look Like Diamonds." During "Headlights..." I did that whole "woo-woo" sound along witht the rest of the band. Then "Vampire/Forest Fire." The surpise of the night was "Cars and Telephones," a song I've never heard before live (or ever for that matter). The only reason why I know of the song is through the lyrics. Everyone was absolutely quiet for this song, with only a select handful knowing what it was. I was dumbfounded by it, and it was absolutely beautiful.

After the "oldies," as Win aptly called it, they played more songs from Funeral. "Une Année Sans Lumiere" was done, followed by a heart wrenching, emotional and very tear jerking "Crown of Love." My God! The passion in that song nearly drove me to tears. If it wasn't for my sweat soaked body at this point, I would have just cried.

Then, the rockin' portion. I think at this point, they played "Power Out" which drove the entire floor section M A D !!! And so was I. After the extended "Power Out," they then played "Rebellion (Lies)." I covered my friend Jason's eyes as is customary when I hear the song. We all yelled in unison "LIES!! LIES!!" Absolutely astounding!

Then after a short wait for the encore, and after the entire crowd was chanting "ONE MORE SONG!!" they did "Tunnels." Win had to stop the song because his mic wasn't working, but he started again. I am running out of synonyms to describe how amazing this version was compared to others I've seen before. There was just so much energy. 110% was given.

Then "Backseat" was on. The entire crowd was dead quiet, anticipating Regine's soft yet booming voice to resonate. And so she did! Instead of the usual funeral procession after the song, they launched into this LOUD and ROCK version as if this was the end of an Oasis concert. Then, as each band member picked up their unplugged instruments, one-by-one, each member approached the crowd. Win, with acoustic guitar, stage dived and was wisked away towards the back of the pack. Owen, with a xylophone, also stage dived. I gave Owen the BIGGEST bear hug. Also, Regine came close with two tambourines. I reached out for her hand and she held it intently for about 5 seconds. I wanted to kiss her hands to show my appreciation. Then here comes Owen again, with his bum hitting my head. I was waiting for Win to return, but he never did.

As I exited the venue, I noticed a HUGE crowd outside. It was Win! Playing fucking acoustic guitar right outside the Warfield, facing Market St. I don't know what he was playing, but he was just strumming the guitar. The crowd applauded loudly as he finished it, and calmly went back in.

OH MY GOD!!

It was FUCKING AMAZING!! Name one band, one fucking band, that would do this! NONE!! I can't think of one damn band that would give 110% of their energy and soul to entertain an audience and interact with them nonetheless. The Arcade Fire are pretty big for indie standards, but yet they haven't forgotten about the fans. Throughout their set, Win was so appreciative, telling the crowd "thank you" so many times, and at one point just saying, "We're so glad to be here!!" After their not so great experience at KROQ's Inland Invasion (Win said there were 3000 people on the lawn and 30 people in the front talking on their mobiles), Win was just glad to see REAL people.

So, I'm seeing them again in Austin on Friday at Stubbs, at ACL on Saturday and then at Download Festival in S.F. I can't wait!!!

I'm going to take a shower now and go to bed...

Beer Rating: 0 Beers.

-- Photos by Edwin Lee

The Bravery / Maximo Park (The Fillmore, 15 September 2005)

I'm fucking tired.

I took a 7am flight out of San Diego, meaning I had to wake up at 5am to get to the airport on time. Then I went to work right at 9am. Got out of work at around 5pm for fear of Bay Bridge traffic. After paying my bills online, I took my uncle to SFO for his flight to Manila. Finally, after a quick bite for dinner, I went to the Fillmore to see this fantastic show of two outstanding bands.

Maximo Park is a band from England that is all abuzz on the NME at the moment. Their brand of new wave like music is akin to current artists such as Franz Ferdinand and The Futureheads. We unfortunatley missed a couple of songs in their set, but the handful or so of songs that we did catch were just absolutely amazing. "Apply Some Pressure" was so tight and well done that if I wasn't so tired, I would have been dancing my arse off. Paul Smith's energy, magnificently tailored suit and perfect hair was the perfect visual for these amazing songs. Another great song was a new one, whose title I forget at the moment. "Now I'm All Over the Shop" was the last song of the set and the crowd were absolutely mad fer it. And so were we. We hated to see them leave, especially after such an energetic and tight set, but so the story goes.

Bravery were next after what seemed like an eternity of them setting up. These boys are as dressy and as energetic as ever. "Unconditional" and "Honest Mistake" received the most applause and raucous. As expected, Sam Endicott was all over the place with the mic stand moving from one end of the stage to another. In between part of their set, Sam commented on how this was a historical event since the Bravery finally made it to the Fillmore. It is actually since I've seen the Bravery at Cafe Du Nord, Slim's, Great American Music Hall and, now, The Fillmore. What's next? The Warfield? Shoreline? You have to hand it to the Bravery though, these guys put so much energy and chutzpah to their live shows and it's always an entertaining time. It's even entertaining to watch the bass player slowly undress and count how many beers he can guzzle per song.

Overall, an excellent billing of two great, up and coming bands.

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Oasis / Jet / Kasabian (Coors Amphitheatre, San Diego, 14 September 2005)

Part 3 of 3

So.

This is the last show of my Oasis concert tour for California. Unlike the previous two shows in San Francisco and Los Angeles, I actually sat down and saw all three bands. This is an especially memorable show because it marks the first time me and my friend John saw Oasis. We were supposed to see them at the Universal Amphitheatre back in 1995 (God!) but they cancelled that show. And this was an event 10 years in the making. So, nostalgia all around.

We missed a couple of songs from Kasabian's set, but they were nonetheless as tight and awesome as they ever were. We caught "Club Foot" and "Processed Beats" which is good enough in my book. The crowd was still semi-sparse at the venue, but there were a handful of people in the front standing up and giving Kasabian some love, me included. John was impressed even though he heard only a few songs before. I'm definitely seeing their entire set when I go to Austin next week.

I also sat through Jet, which is not that bad if you have an open mind. I was closed minded when I saw them in S.F. and L.A. Yes, they are very generic rock but somehow, in San Diego, they were pretty damn good. Most of the songs I recognized for once. "Are You Gonna Be My Girl" and "Look What You've Done" were done really well as long as the other songs. They weren't this cheezy this time actually, minimizing the "yeahs" and the long pauses between songs to incite the crowd.

And then, of course, Oasis. Fuck this band is just hot. Liam was wearing some shortened trench coat and white shirt. Noel was wearing the same thing. Gem was looking good with a pink long sleeved shirt and suit jacket. Andy was wearing something similar, except with an Adidas shirt inside his suit jacket. Zack was also wearing something similar.

The setlist was exactly the same as previous nights. Here it is:

Turn Up The Sun
Lyla
Bring It On Down
Morning Glory
Importance of Being Idle
A Bell Will Ring
Cigarettes & Alcohol
Acquiesce
Live Forever
Mucky Fingers
Wonderwall
Champagne Supernova
Rock N Roll Star
------Encore-----
Guess God Thinks I'm Abel
Meaning of Soul
Don't Look Back in Anger
My Generation

Needless to say, like previous nights, I was singing my heart out and mimicing everything that Liam did on stage. Like previous nights, Liam was very grateful and playful with the audience, giving his tambourine to a youngster in the front after "Morning Glory" and then giving another to three bitches after "My Generation." He again dedicated "Live Forever" to the people of New Orleans and Noel said "gracias" a couple of times for the Mexican contingency.

I can go on and on and on on how Oasis were just spectacular tonight as in previous nights. But I just want to reflect on these three shows.

The thing that made these shows great were the people I was with. From Kat, Jason, Sara and Minh-Lan in S.F., Chris in L.A. and John in S.D., all these guys were willing to put up with my antics and my sing-a-longs.

Singing along to an Oasis song brings back a flood of memories. As Sara said, "I felt like a 15 year old again." Well, I felt like an 18 year old when I sang my heart out to "Live Forever" or had my arm wrapped around the shoulders of Chris during "Champagne Supernova" and "Don't Look Back in Anger." It's the memories behind these songs that makes Oasis so great. It's like each song represents a time capsule in my life and singing the songs is like opening up that capsule and looking through the things in it.

Also, the camraderie involved makes the songs great. Good people around can make any show worthwhile. This was one of them.

Of course, I don't want to take away the credit that is due to the band themselves who played each song with such intensity and professionalism that is unparalleled in the music business. Liam's no-nonsense, rock star attitude on-stage also adds to the show's greatness.

But the combination of friends, memories and Oasis is just potent. They should bottle this shit and give it to anyone depressed.

"Don't put your life in the hands, of a rock n roll band." Well, I did and I have no regrets whatsoever.

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Oasis (Hollywood Bowl, 12 September 2005)

Part 2 of 3

I landed in Burbank at around 4pm and already there's something wrong in the confines that is Ill-Eh. There was some major power outage earlier in the day, thus all the traffic lights were going blinky. I had no clue what was going on, thinking that this is just another daily occurrence in the chaos that is this City.

Otherwise, everything was going well. Got my car rental: a Hyundai Accent that seemed to be falling apart once I get pass 85 mph on the freeway. The car is really dinky, but it was a lot of fun to drive because of it's small stature and tiny wheels. When I was next to an SUV, I felt like I was in one of those clown cars in the circus.

After getting semi-lost around Burbank, I finally found my hotel. My "suite" smelled like that disinfectant at a beauty salon.

After ordering some veggie Chinese food, Chris came along and bought some Newcastle for the pre-drinking festivities. We drank it all and drank more at the show.

With that in mind, the Oasis show at the Hollywood Bowl was SO MUCH BETTER than their performance at Mountain View the night before. There's something magical about the Hollywood Bowl. I've seen several shows there and each and every time, regardless of how far away I am, it's still a good gig. We intentionally missed Jet again, but caught the last 2 songs of their set before opting to get more Red Stripes.

Oasis came on like clockwork at around 9:45pm. Once again, they dimmed the lights to "Fuckin' In the Bushes" before the band launched into "Turn Up the Sun." Liam was wearing a plain white undershirt along with a pinstriped suit jacket. He again wore sunglasses. Noel looked like he was wearing something similar from the night before.

What made this night better was the sound. Hollywood Bowl's sound is just amazing and each and every bass and strum can be heard. The banging of Zack Starkey's drums was ever more prevalent tonight than the night before. Liam's vocals, as rough as they were in the beginning, became more finely tuned as the show progressed.

Also, with the sound improving means that the songs weren't so flat. The new songs from Don't Believe the Truth had some added zing to it. "Mucky Fingers" was especially good, and "Lyla" had renewed vigor.

If you thought the new songs sounded good, the classics were much better! "Live Forever," "Wonderwall," and "Champagne Supernova" were absolute tear jerkers. "Cigarettes & Alcohol" and "Morning Glory" were done so well that footballers all around were just shouting the lyrics. The best song of the evening was "Don't Look Back in Anger" where Noel's voice and the line, "please don't put your life in the hands, of a rock n roll band, and throw it all away," had more impact on me than any previous night that I can remember.

Like last night, Liam dedicated "Live Forever" to the people of New Orleans and "A Bell Will Ring" to all the deaf people. Noel made a semi-speech saying that they finally made it this far in L.A. compared to playing all the fucking clubs. He also dedicated "Don't Look Back in Anger" to all "people of Mexican decent." I guess he's trying to tap into the Morrissey fanbase?

A fantastic show that only deserves one rating:

Beer Rating: 0 Beers (although I had 5 or 6 that night).

Oasis / Jet / Kasabian (Shoreline Amphitheatre, 11 September 2005)

Part 1 of 3

I'm on holiday at the moment for my long time ritual of going to see Oasis in every single possible venue in California. Tonight is their first stop in Northern California as they do a show at the much hated Shoreline. If it wasn't for the 49ers traffic, my friends and I could have made it on time to see Kasabian. Alas, that wasn't the case.

We caught the last couple of songs from Kasabian. I think the last song was "L.S.F. (Lost Souls Forever)" and it was as brilliant as what it was when I saw them at Coachella. The lead singer (whose name escapes me at the moment) looks a bit more tidy with the haircut and tucked in shirt. He looked very Liam-esque actually. A skinnier, younger version at least.

Afterwards we went to get some beer and met up with a couple other friends. Meeting up at the Shoreline is almost an impossible task with all these concession stands. As I peeked at the overpriced merchandise (Oasis track jacket: $80. Oasis bag: $40) I got some MGD courtesy of M-L, who was hella late because of her flight plans in Ontario.

We spent the Jet set on the lawn since we want to be as far away as possible from these guys. Their rock is too damn traditional. It's like the Stones and Aerosmith were all in there. There should be a Jet drinking game, where everytime the lead singer says "YEAH!" it's drinkin' time. Guaranteed to kill you since he says that word every other sentence. I wasn't impressed. Even with their hit songs. Again, I wasn't impressed. These guys should come on first instead of Kasabian.

Oasis came on at around 9:30pm. They opened their set with "Fucking in the Bushes" as the entrance song. Here comes the band, with Liam wearing a collarless long sleeved shirt with gold rimmed sunglasses. He looked straight out of Be Here Now if it wasn't for the fact that he got kinda big and his skin aged tremendously. That's what drugs will do to you kids. Think moderation. Noel was as slender as ever, but he still looked kinda old.

"Turn Up the Sun" came on next. This and other new Oasis songs like "The Importance of Being Idle" and "Guess God Thinks I'm Abel" fell short since it was too dull sounding. Other new songs like "Lyla," "Mucky Fingers," and "Meaning of Soul" fared better, but not by much.

It was the past albums that made Oasis great and the crowd at this show didn't get crazy until an oldie was played. The song after "Lyla" was "Bring it on Down" which should amuse all the 30+ kids out there. I like "Bring it on Down," but it's a good live song IMHO. Obviously, "Supersonic" could have been played, or even anythhing off of Standing on the Shoulder of Giants, Heathen Chemistry or, my preference, "D'You Know What I Mean?" from Be Here Now.

I don't think they played any songs off of Heathen Chemistry, which is surprising since they seemed really proud of that album. Most of ths songs consisted of classics like "Live Forever" (which was dedicated to New Orleans) "Wonderwall" (which was dedicated to all the ladies in the audience) and "Don't Look Back In Anger." For "Don't Look Back in Anger," Noel let the crowd sing the first chorus. It was a big sing-a-long and I grabbed four of my friends and forced them to sing it with me in tandem. It was a proud moment!

There was a problem with Liam's mic during "Champagne Supernova, " probably because of feedback in the monitors. Liam was as playful as ever. Placing the trambourine flat on this head. Or biting the tambourine so that it looks like Liam has this huge grin. Liam trying to pinch Noel's bum after the encore. Liam shaking hands with the twats in the lower level seats. Or Liam giving a couple of lucky fans his tambourine. I want that tambourine damn it. I've been waiting for it for the last 7 years.

Overall, a great show with all the classics spilled right in.

New Shows Added

Sorry for the lack of updates. Here's what I dug up as "new" so far:

September:

1: Hey Willpower w/ Eats Tapes @ The Rickshaw Stop
2: The Strays @ Rickshaw Stop (Club Loaded)
10: Drunk Horse @ 12 Galaxies
10: M. Ward @ Bimbo's
12: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club @ Amoeba S.F.
15: Maximo Park @ Amoeba S.F.
18: U.S.E. @ Cafe Du Nord
22: Bloc Party Guest DJs @ Popscene
29: Towers of London @ Popscene

October:

6: Cut Copy w/ Guest DJs Franz Ferdinand @ Popscene
12: LCD Soundsystem @ The Fillmore
25: Bauhaus @ The Warfield
26: Bauhaus @ The Warfield
29: Bridge School Benefit feat. Bright Eyes @ The Shoreline Amphitheatre
30: Bridge School Benefit feat. Bright Eyes @ The Shoreline Amphitheatre
30: Devendra Banhart @ Bimbo's

November:

9: Broken Social Scene w/ Feist @ The Grand Ballroom
13: Death Cab for Cutie w/ Stars @ The Warfield
16: Spoon w/ American Music Club @ The Warfield
16: Shout Out Louds @ Great American Music Hall

December:

5: Echo & The Bunnymen @ The Fillmore

Von Iva / Hey Willpower @ (The Independent, 20 August 2005)

I'm here baking in San Diego for a day trip for the parents. I come home and I saw 5 chicks. Literally, chicks. Like baby chickens. In a box. I'm like, "What the hell is this?" Apparently, my little cousins wanted some chicks for pets but they can only buy them in bulks of, get this, 24!! We got stuck with 5 of them. Adding insult to injury, it's hotter than hell over here (I've grown used to San Francisco summers), and I have no shorts! Thus, I have to wear my dad's short shorts with a 28" waist. I can fit in them actually. But I look like a really bad Daisy Dukes with them on.

So, what does my bitching about chicks in 28" waistline short shorts have in common with the Von Iva and Hey Willpower show at the Independent last week?

I guess, stretching it, my shorts story is similar to the outfits worn by Hey Willpower's dancers, Erin Rush and Justin Kelly. However, I can't strut as well with them on as these two. I've reviewed Hey Willpower before when they opened up for Gravy Train!!! at Cafe Du Nord, and their show a few nights ago was just as scripted and just as fun. Will Schwartz's "Justin-like" vocals accompanied
by semi-unchoreographed danced moves was fun to listen to, as well as watch. I don't know any of their songs, but its catchy nature (which was artfully and cheezily accompanied by Tomo's PowerBook sounds) is enough to make even the curmudgeon of the crowd tap their feet with a 3-4 beat.

After some liquid refreshments, the ladies from Von Iva came on. These 4 "chicks" (there's your second similarity to my story above!) are just rock at it's most raw and riot grrrl-esque. The crowd were really into it, especially the guy with the tats and baseball cap right in front. He was constantly begging anyone from the band to shake his hand . . . and he loved every minute of it. I'm not familiar with their songs, but I think they started off, or had their second song as, "Hot to Trot."

Sheer energy is the best way I can describe it. Jillian Iva, the lead singer, was just all over the stage. She had problems with her microphone cord, but she corrected that easily by just knocking the mic stand out. Oh, that's hot.

As is the weather over here...



Beer Rating:

Coldplay (Shoreline Amphitheatre, 19 August 2005)

Sorry for the lack of postings these last few days. Hopefully this weekend I'll catch up.

So, on with the show....

Coldplay. Mega. They are just one of those bands that are SO HUGE right now that it makes me proud to say that I paid $30 for their a copy of Parachutes 8 months or so before its release in the U.S. I still remember that album when I first played it for my ex-girlfriend in my hole in the wall East Village apartment, impressing her with "Yellow" and "Spies."

That was around 2000. Five years, and 3 albums, later, Coldplay is this huge behemoth of a band. So huge that they are playing the Shoreline. So huge that they sold it out completely in a matter of hours. So huge that the whole Shoreline parking lot is lined with SUVs transporting WHOLE families to their show. So huge that Chris Martin's wife is Gwyneth Paltrow. And it goes on and on...

The band opened up with "Square One" which is the customary starting song in their world tour. The stage was dim and all you can see are the silhouettes of the band. Of course, Chris was the crazy one at the back doing all sorts of weird hand gestures and dances. Like a script, he started singing to the mic adjacent to, but behind, the drums. After the spectacle, with lights and videos and everything, they launched into the first song off of Rush of Blood, "Politik." The banging keys and drums were as amazing as it was when I saw them first do this song at Bimbo's a while ago.

Chris Martin is a cheezy guy. Very cheezy. And his personality just oozed into the show. He commented to the crowd that the they felt so far away, so he encouraged everyone in the lower level to crowd the front. It was true, it did really feel like a convention rather than a concert. I was sitting in the 200 section and even though I wasn't close, the concert felt a little more intimate by him doing that.

Another cheezy moment is when the huge LCD video monitor backing the band (which I want in my house some day) told the crowd to get out their cameras and did this countdown thing so the crowd can capture the exact moment. Well, the crowd ended up taking a picture of themselves because the video that came out was them.

Coldplay is so big that I think that Chris is trying to minimize the resentment and backlash that has followed many big bands. He called the band "ugly" which the crowd snickered with. My sister didn't agree, calling Chris Martin really good looking. Also, he said that "this isn't exactly a Mariah Carey concert," which I'm not sure what he meant by that.

As to the songs, every song had its moment while others just fell flat. Most of the songs off of X&Y fell flat. Even "Speed of Sound" sounded dull. The lighting was off on other songs like "Low" and "Yellow." "Yellow" was played third, and it didn't seem right at the very beginning like that. There wasn't much fan fare to it, other than the balloons that were released towards the end of the song.

There were some excellent highlights though. "What If" was brilliantly done, with Chris' keys just pressing the right points in your psyche. "The Scientist" was excellent as always. After the song, Chris played a tape of him singing it backwards. While they were doing that, they dimmed the lights and the band grabbed random cameras from the crowd and took pictures. This lead in nicely to the acoustic set where the boys did a cover of Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire." They first did "Kingdom Come" which was a song they were supposed to do with Johnny Cash until he died. They also did an acoustic version of "Don't Panic."

But the most IMPORTANT Coldplay song ever written, "Fix You," was the highlight, and last song, of the evening. Damn that song. Nothing encapsulates my feelings at that very moment other than that 4:54 song. Shit. I hate that song. Damn Chris Martin basically read my mind and wrote a song about it. My sister feels the same way.

Despite the over 1.5 hour drive to Shoreline because of inexplicable traffic on the 101, and the somewhat long wait to get the fuck out of there, it was a great show of wholesome goodness. Not a drink of alcohol was imbibed by moi. Partly because I have to get a bracelet to do so and I can't be arsed to get one since I thought we were hella late.

I think the charm of Coldplay is that they are just really nice guys who love their fans. Despite their huge appeal and massive stature in the concert touring circuit, they still want the crowd to be immersed in their show regardless of whether they are sitting in Row 1 or Row 1000. They did that here in Shoreline. However, the concert still felt a bit off at times, with lackluster songs from X&Y and not so engaging lighting.


Beer Rating:

Gravy Train!!! (Lobot Gallery, 13 August 2005)

This was my first time at the Lobot Gallery in Oakland. Located in what seems to be the middle of nowhere, Lobot is this good sized loft/warehouse that houses some local art and the occasional show. It's located across the street from a baseball field and some trucking warehouses near the West Oakland/Emeryville border.

As 6 of us squeezed in a Subaru station wagon, our navigator relied on his vague memory via a bike route for us to get there. Surprisingly, we got there with no problems whatsoever. As all of us entered this place, it was as if I was transported to Brooklyn. It had all the elements of Brooklyn: (1) secluded area in the middle of nowhere; (2) it was dark all around; and (3) all these kids that are hipster/scenester and bike scenesters were there. The crowd was littered with a bunch of good looking and stylish kids. I was in heaven! And there was a dwarf (or was she a midget?) there that made the crowd even more diverse.

The beauty of Lobot is that there is no discernible alcohol policy so everyone, including us, brought shitloads of beer to drink. Let's just say we were able to finish all the beers we brought in, and that was a sizable number to begin with. Some kids were underage, but that didn't prevent them from downing the occasional tall boy or Pabst. There was also no discernible smoking policy, so people of all sorts were smoking their lungs away.

In the midst of all this cool atmosphere and eye candy were three bands. The Husbands, VIP and Gravy Train!!! I missed the Husbands, but caught a bit of VIP.

Lobot has no stage. They have an elevated platform that is only about 1 foot higher than the ground. Thus, this takes the whole concert going experience to a whole new level. The crowd is right in the band's face and when they go crazy, they go on stage and play. Also the sound and acoustics suck ass. But, I didn't really care.

VIP consisted of a bunch of gay wiggas rapping about God knows what. The only thing I can decipher is when they mention "VIP" somewhere in the lyrics. I didn't pay much attention, since I was busy socializing and drinking. But from what I saw as I waited in line for the bathroom, they were pretty entertaining. Talentless, but entertaining.

Enter Gravy Train!!! It's the third time I've seen this band and these guys just know how to throw a party and have some fun. Like I said above, the sound was horrible so you can barely hear and understand them. Not that you could understand Gravy Train!!! with good sound, but this made it even more impossible. I wasn't into them at first, but after all the kids were hopping around in the front, we decided to join them. Hell, if you can't beat them, join them, right?

So we did and we had an absolute blast! There was some guy with a stripped hoodie that was too ridiculous. He was over 6 ft. tall and he would hop around and run into people, and he leaned on them with all his weight. Thus, there were some unfortunate lightweights getting thrown around. Some guy warned him of this and told him to "take his advice for his best interest" and warned him that he knew jujitsu. Well, my friend came to the conclusion that the "advice" guy didn't know jujitsu because he ran away everytime stripped hoodie guy was close by. Pussy.

Anyways, so Gravy Train!!! were excellent not because their music was excellent but because they were so much fun! The whole place was dark, so I can barely see the band. Which was good because once the lights came on, the band member we affectionately call "Pinky" was wearing nothing but a jock strap and it exposed his rather large and black badunkadunk in plain view. Holy shit that was horrifying!

The highlight of the evening was the last three songs, where the entire audience just decided to invade the stage and hop around in it. I was there and I think I accidentally kicked the mic stand and a speaker whilst I was hopping around with the kids. I nearly trampled over the midget, which would have been awesome not because I may have hurt her, but because of the pure story value behind it.

Anyways, a fun night at a great space, despite the lack of sound, light and stage.

New Shows Added

September:

20: Antony & The Johnsons w/ CocoRosie @ Palace of Fine Arts

October:

1: Dungen @ The Independent
5: M.I.A. @ The Grand at Regency Center
18: The Hold Steady w/ The Constantines @ Great American Music Hall

November:

3: Metric @ Slim's
13: Death Cab for Cutie @ The Warfield

!!! (Chk Chk Chk) (Mezzanine, 4 August 2005)

Before embarking on their European tour, the seven-piece group !!! -- pronounced Chk Chk Chk in some circles, powpowpow in others -- decided to throw a free show in San Francisco as a warm-up. It wasn't announced by Mezzanine until today actually, when I received the e-mail. I got another e-mail a couple of days earlier informing me of it. It was free, so, what the hell? Why not go, right?

I came in at around midnight, figuring that they won't be on until then anyways. Well, they were already on but I'm sure I only missed a few songs. The show didn't end until 1:30am so I use that as my measuring stick.

!!! were absolutely crazy!!! And their sound was just spectacular. Nic Offer was sporting shorts and this weird parrot shirt as if he just stepped out of the beach in Honolulu. His signature curly top -- somewhat akin to Carrot Top or the lead singer of Hot Hot Heat -- was in full force tonight as well as his booming voice.

The crowd were mad for it too. Several times throughout their 90+ minute set, audience members freely jumped on stage to dance. At one point, this really skinny guy jumped on stage, took his shirt off to reveal his slender and pale physique, proceeded to do a dance off with Nic and then slowly pulled his pants down to moon the crowd. It was quite a spectacle! Another time, this dumb ass Asian girl, who was crunked out of her mind, started dancing on stage and fell on her ass at least 3 times. I was so embarrassed for her that I wanted to leave just avoid seeing it.

Wisely, I didn't. !!! is an eccentric band, employing every piece of musical instrument imaginable. They played a bunch of new songs, all of which sounded absolutely brilliant and dancey. It's hard to describe any of the new songs, let alone tell you the titles (since most have none), but all I can say is it follows the thread of !!!'s previous releases. It's as dancey as "Intensified" and as intense as "Me and Giuliani..."

With their new songs came the hits such as "Me and Giuliani..." which was the third to the last song played. This song drove the crowd bonkers, and it made me dance in place too. It was so full of energy and outstanding musicianship that every note and beat were in perfect synch. Nic was doing some original improv throughout the song, but it just blended so well with the sound that you hardly thought he was doing something different.

"Pardon My Freedom" was another song that drove the crowd ape shit. The front rows were dancing to their hearts' content, with some attempting to crowd surf above the others.

Overall, this is one of the best free shows I've seen in a while. A definite crowd pleaser.

More New Shows Added

September:

6: Brian Jonestown Massacre @ The Independent

November:

3: Metric @ Slim's

New Shows Added

August:

3: !!! (Chk Chk Chk) @ Mezzanine [FREE]
5: Mesh Magazine & Virgin69 Summer Soirée @ Cat Club
5: Club Loaded presents 8-Bit @ Rickshaw Stop
18: Gus Gus @ Mezzanine

September:

6: OK Go / The Redwalls / The Colour @ Cafe Du Nord
17: Feist @ Great American Music Hall
27: Athlete @ Slim's
30: Fiery Furnaces @ Cafe Du Nord

October:

1: Fiery Furnaces @ Cafe Du Nord
1: Sigur Ros @ The Paramount Theatre [On-Sale This Sunday]
15: Deerhoof @ Great American Music Hall
23: Okkervil River @ Cafe Du Nord
25: Pretty Girls Make Graves @ Bottom of the Hill

December:

2: The Wrens @ Slim's

Mesh Magazine & Virgin69 Summer Soirée

10PM-3AM
Mesh Magazine & Virgin69 Present
The Summer Soirée
with DJs
Jenny Fake (Fake/Sixxteen)
Jet Set James (Jailbait UK)
Marco Vega (Suicide/Guilty Pleasures)
Vin Sol
Spinning ?80s, Brit-pop, new wave, indie, & hip-hop
Plus t-shirt giveaways & more!

@ The Cat Club
1190 Folsom Street @ 8th Street
San Franscisco
$5 before 11PM/$7 after
21+ w/ID

New Shows Added

September:

6: The Redwalls @ Cafe Du Nord
9: The Hacker @ Mighty
17: Paul Weller @ The Warfield
22: Stellastarr* @ Popscene

October:

5: M.I.A. @ The Grand
8: Download Festival @ Shoreline Ampitheatre
23: The Go! Team @ The Fillmore

Kaiser Chiefs / Brendan Benson / The Cribs (The Fillmore, 25 July 2005)

For the first time in a long time, I was actually interested in seeing a show from start to finish. All three bands are huge in their own right. The Cribs are one of those big NME bands, Brendan Benson is popular amongst the indie elite and the Kaiser Chiefs are getting so big that Liam Gallagher of Oasis feels somewhat threatened by their ascent into the UK rock scene.

The Cribs came on first although they should have been on second. The trio from Yorkshire, England provided a strong and solid set full of songs from The New Fellas. I missed the opener, but it was apparently "Hey Scenester!" which is appropriate since most of the people who like The Cribs fall into that category. Although, disappointingly, there are no scenesters in the crowd here at the Fillmore tonight. More songs were played, and more drunken banter was given by Gary while his brothers, Ryan and Ross, provided more theatrics. They even did a cover song - but the title escapes me at the moment. An amazingly short set, but it packed a punch.

Speaking of punches, the next band didn't have the punch that was needed. Or, to put it another way, I would have liked to punch these guys out so they can hurry up with their set. Local boy (Berkeley) Brendan Benson started off right with a really good indie pop rawk tune but afterwards everything sounded the same. There was no "umph" in most of the songs, and this is coming from someone who has never heard of Brendan Benson and was open to the idea of possibly liking his tunes. Their sound reminds me of Ambulance Ltd. although Ambulance is much better. Even when Mr. Benson played an acoustic guitar, I still couldn't tell much of a difference from one song to the next.

Then the Kaiser Chiefs came on. They had the lighting and they have the background (the largest football towel ever created with the Kaiser Chiefs' album cover on it) to show that this band definitely has arisen from indie stars to arena rock. The high powered, high energy, heavy clapping and yelling set featured all the hits off their debut album with a few new songs (or were they b-sides?) mixed therein.

Ricky Wilson was as jumpy and energetic as ever. I swear the guy must be on speed everytime he comes on. His jumping scares me sometimes, especially since that's how he broke his ankle the last time they were in the U.S. They opened up with "Na Na Na Na Naa" amidst the glow of disco lights that nearly blinded me. "I Predict a Riot" was played about 4 songs after that, with the crowd going hog wild over it. Then the Chiefs mellowed it down for a bit with the beautiful "You Can Have It All." Ricky says that if you don't like that song, then you don't have soul. Apparently, everyone in the crowd had soul, including lucky audience member Elizabeth joining Ricky on-stage for a dance and a serenade.

My favourite track from the album is "Oh My God!" I had to restrain myself from jumping up high at some point. Even stop myself from running to the front and join the merry people hopping like bunny rabbits. A similar reaction happened during "Modern Way."

After the main set, the crowd wanted more. And they yelled out "Kaiser Chiefs!" ad nauseum and did the clap that we so often hear at shows. They came back out with a thunderous ovation from the crowd. They closed with "Caroline, Yes," which is a weird way to close out the set.

Overall, the Kaiser Chiefs were spectacular. The Cribs are very promising and I will check them out when they headline the smaller venues here. Brendan Benson is alright, but at least I can say I checked them out.

Ashbury (Cafe Du Nord, 22 July 2005)

Ashbury is a band from Los Angeles whose music is akin to Joy Division and Interpol, with a hint of The Killers (sans the pretty boys). This five-piece band is opening up for The Lovemakers, who has a week long residency at Cafe Du Nord. I arrived early, by show standards, at the venue and was surprised to see how full it was.

Ashbury consists of Jesse B. at vocals, Raul Martinez on guitar, Erik Hernandez on synths, Andy Magallon on bass and Greg Fierro banging the drums. As they were playing their first song, I immediately realize Jesse B.'s stoic stage presence. It seems like he is either just standing there looking at the ceiling or the floor after each song. This is not a band thing, since I think it adds to the dynamic of the band.

Another observation is that this band is ridiculously tight -- meaning these guys can rock. Especially Andy Magallon's bass. The bass sound was predominant throughout the night, and it would have been disappointing if I had to hear anything else. Erik's playful and cheerful demeanor on the keyboards was also evident, with several of the ladies around me commenting on his "cute shirt."

"Doubt Remains" was a definite highlight of their set. I was very impressed with the synths and bass, and it is definitely one of the better tracks on their new single. Jesse B.'s voice was so creepy during some of the songs, that if you closed your eyes, you'd swear Ian Curtis never died.

There was a good sized crowd that came in to see Ashbury and Ashbury entertained them from beginning to end with their great instrumentation and conflicting, yet appropriate, stage presences.

New Show Added: M.I.A.

M.I.A.
The Grand at Regency Center
October 5, 2005

[Unfortunately, the same night as Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!]

New Festival Added: Download Festival

Download Festival
Shoreline Ampitheatre
8 October 2005

Featuring:

The Killers
The Arcade Fire
Doves
Modest Mouse

More TBA.

Source: Live 105

New Shows Added

September:

15: The Bravery & Maximo Park @ The Fillmore
18: The Arcade Fire @ The Warfield
22: Bloc Party @ The Warfield
29: M83 @ Mezzanine

October:

19: Iron & Wine / Calexico @ The Fillmore
20: Tortoise @ The Independent
21: Tortoise @ The Independent
21: Nada Surf @ Bimbo's

November:

10: The Clientele @ Bottom of the Hill

December:

1: The Wrens @ Bottom of the Hill

The Go! Team (Bimbo's, 20 July 2005)

Life is full of surprises. Count The Go! Team as one of those surprises - one good and one bad.

Last year, i hailed the Go! Team's new album as one of the best releases in 2004. Thunder, Lightning, Strike was one of those albums that completely went underneath everyone's radar. While everyone was raving about the Arcade Fire or Bright Eyes, the Go! Team went silently along the way. Now, with a lot more press and some exposure at venues in the U.S. like SXSW, the Go! Team is now one of those bands whose hype is following them around - in every venue in their current U.S. tour.

But what made the album so brilliant and fun to listen to went *kaput* in their live performance. See, the reason why I liked the Go! Team's album is because the instruments did the talking while the talking was merely an afterthought. The singing was in the background, rather than in the forefront, and the instruments dominated the songs. Songs like "Panther Dash" were so strong and fun because the vocals were minimal and the guitars were just booming.

At Bimbo's, The Go! Team's focus went from instrumentation to vocals. Ninja is the culprit. God bless her, she's a fun girl to watch. A lot of stage presence. Really made the crowd participate throughout the night with a lot of that side-to-side arm waving reminiscent of that "Hip Hop Hooray!" song by Naughty by Nature back in the 1990's. But fuck girl, must you sing for every single song?

I've got issues with Ninja. She ruined my favourite song off of Thunder, Lightning, Strike. Yes, "Panther Dash", which they opened with, was ruined because her vocals drowned out the sound. Her rapping of incoherent words destroyed the song. I'm listening to "Panther Dash" right now, and the only words that Ninja ever echoes in the song is "1, 2, 3." This can also be said with plenty of the band's other songs, such as "Get It Together" and "The Power is On." If only they sampled her voice instead of doing live. Or maybe even toning down her mic a bit so that she doesn't dominate but instead co-exists with it.

She wasn't all that bad though. Songs where her vocals were appropriate lived up to my expectations. In "Huddle Formation," she sang it well but only because the sound drowned her out a bit.

The songs that were the best were, ironically, the ones where Ninja didn't sing. "Junior Kickstart" absolutely kicked ass live. This is because the band just went and rocked out rather than having Ninja sing. Also, their song "The Ice Storm" was also really good. In this song, Ninja merely pressed a bell rather than sing. So, she is good for something.

All my friends agreed that this was the case. We even dubbed the band "Spice Team" because of Ninja's antics. Or, as I repeatedly said last night, it's like you're expecting to drink Coca-Cola but yet when you sip your drink, it was actually Sprite. Yeah, you are shocked and appalled because you have trained your taste buds to taste Coca-Cola. Well, in this case, my ears were not trained to hear Ninja. Thus, when I heard Ninja, I was dumbfounded.

Overall, a good show. Despite the surprises.

The Arcade Fire at Warfield

The Arcade Fire
The Warfield
September 18, 2005
$25 at Ticketmaster
On Sale: Sunday, July 24

Sufjan Stevens (GAMH, 17 July 2005)

Sufjan Stevens has some crazy goals. His latest one, the "50 States Project", is an attempt to compose an entire record for each of the 50 states in the Union. Well, he has two down (Michigan and Illinois) and 48 to go (unless we make Puerto Rico or Guam a state as this project unfolds).

Tonight, Sufjan and his Illinoise-makers are performing in support of his latest album, Illinois. He started off the set going solo with an acoustic guitar performing "Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois." I've never seen Sufjan Stevens before, and I was amazed by his vocal capabilities. While some artist whose album voices tend to fall apart live, Sufjan's voice remained amazingly flawless. Every low note, high note and everything in between was done extremely well. Unlike some soft voices, which Sufjan has, his dominates the room. It grabs the listener and makes you focus on every minute detail of his singing.

Afterwards, he was joined by the Illinoise-makers (or the Michigan Militia if he were touring Michigan). They were all in their cheerleading outfits, convincingly looking like a squad from the University of Illinois. Sufjan foreshadowed his set by telling the crowd about the random cheers that they were going to do in between songs and inviting the audience for any constructive criticism afterwards.

The first cheer they did was about Peoria, Illinois. It was a cute cheer, and it was very charming to see him and the others make such a bad cheer seem good. In fact, Sufjan noted that he hoped to make the district finals with his cheers.

More songs from Illinois were played, including "Come On! Feel the Illinoise!" Definitely one of the highlights of this gig, it was just really good to see Sufjan perform with such a full sound and with a full band.

Much of the songs played by Sufjan seemed a lot longer than the album version. Although there are 22 tracks in Illinois, it seemed like Sufjan played only a small handful of songs. This is because the length of each one of these songs were long. Despite this extended play, the show was still enjoyable.

Two more cheers were done. One of which had a reference to Balki Bartocamus which just had me rolling. Both were equally good as the first, and it was just so cute!

They ended their main set with "The Man of Metropolis Steals Our Hearts." An obvious ode to Superman (which ironically sued Sufjan's record company about Superman's likeness in the Illinois album). It was probably the most lively song done of the entire set. Which is fitting since this would ideally leave the crowd wanting more for the encore.

Overall, a great show. If you were a Sufjan novice or maybe have never heard of him, then you may have found it boring. Since I knew full well what I was getting myself into, I enjoyed it a lot.

New Shows Added

July:

15: Numbers/Deerhoof/Jolie Holland @ Yerba Buena Center for the Arts
15: Club Bang! with DJ Carlos D. of Interpol @ Mezzanine
18: Kings of Leon/Secret Machines @ The Fillmore
28: Nine Black Alps @ Amoeba S.F.
31: Hot Hot Heat @ The Fillmore

August:

20: Von Iva/Hey Willpower @ The Independent
24: The New Pornographers @ Amoeba S.F.
28: Black Mountain @ The Independent

September:

11: The Decemberists @ The Fillmore
12: The Decemberists @ The Fillmore
21: Bloc Party @ The Warfield
23: Stellastarr* @ The Independent

October:

5: The National/Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! @ Mezzanine
6: Franz Ferdinand/TV On the Radio @ Bill Graham Civic Auditorium
29: American Analog Set @ Bottom of the Hill
30: American Analog Set @ Bottom of the Hill

My Favorite (Rickshaw Stop, 8 July 2005)

After I left work at 5pm on Friday, my entire night was open. I had no plans whatsoever, and thought a night in would do me a world of good. I've been tired all week, and still feel overwhelmed by the things around me.

After being urged by a friend to go out, I was determined to find something remotely interesting to do. So, I thought that maybe Club I.D. or Loaded would be on tonight, but instead the S.F. Popfest was going down. I didn't know any of the bands on tonight's bill, but by a stroke of fate, I clicked on My Favorite. I read their bio and the words "Belle and Sebastian" immediately made me a skeptic. I checked out their website, saw their videos, listened to their tunes. I was impressed. They were good. Indie pop at it's most basic yet most beautiful. I had to go.

I convinced the others to go and there we were at Rickshaw Stop at around 11pm. The band came on shortly thereafter. My Favorite is a five piece ensemble, with Andrea Vaughn's angelic, Sarah Cracknell type voice filling the venue. Andrea's signature "schtick" (if you can call it that) is the varying inscriptions on her arms.

I've never seen this band, nor do I know any of the song's titles other than what was sampled on their website. However, I do know that they opened up with "Le Monster" off their most recent album The Happiest Day of Our Lives. Very good start to the show with the drumming and guitar work just oozing with indie poppy-ness. My one critique about this song is that it's too long. It could have been shortened, and it still would have been a great song.

The low-light of this show is when Michael Grace, Jr. would sing. Like Blake from Rilo Kiley, this guy was just horrible when he sang. Of course, that's just my opinion but real My Favorite fans absolutely adore him. Granted, he is entertaining when he does side chatter (sometimes) but not when he sings. Actually, I'd rather have Blake sing compared to this guy.

Andrea and Michael would trade vocals for every other song. Thus, like a roller coaster, there were plenty of ups and downs during their set.

The absolute highlight was when they played "Burning Hearts." This is an indie pop song created to perfection. Todbot's drumming in this song is just spectacular and well timed. Especially in the very beginning of the song. It's just the right amount of intensity involved and immediately catches your attention. Again, Andrea's voice was spectacular, and Michael's more appropriate role as backing singer is perfect for this song.

I don't understand why these guys didn't headline, but left it to the Orange Peels to do so. The Orange Peels were horrible and I need not discuss that band any more than I have to. But, My Favorite were spectacular (without Michael singing lead). They are not my favorite yet, but they may soon will be.

Beer Rating: 2.5 Beers

Annie / The Lovemakers / Every Move a Picture (Mighty, 1 July 2005)

Ah, the long weekend finally arrives. Ever since I wake up on Friday morning, I've been counting down the seconds until the work day is done. I had some exciting plans this weekend, including a show that showcases three very good acts. With an after party at my place planned, there was much to look forward to once 9pm hit on Friday. Why not start the July 4th weekend off with a bang, you know?

My friends and I arrived at Mighty at around 9:30 on Friday. I've never been to Mighty. It seemed like a good space from the outside, and the queue was pretty long once we got there. Luckily we got there early. Upon entering, the space itself was pretty big. As a friend of a friend said, "It reminds me of PPAD (Peach Pit After Dark) from 90210." Very fitting.

Every Move a Picture came on first. This band is getting a lot of hype of late, most notably through their appearance at SXSW and at Live 105's BFD Festival. I first saw these guys open up for The Bravery at Cafe Du Nord a while back, and thought they were pretty good. Well, here, I think they were just okay. I think the sound system had something to do with their average performance. The last song they played, "Signs of Life," was pretty well done. That's when the crowd started paying attention. I'm a sucker for synths, and "Signs of Life" has a really good one towards the middle.

The Lovemakers were next. This band is another one of those big hype local bands. After being swooped up by Interscope, and apparently having a Eurythmic as their producer for their next album, the buzz around this band was pretty obvious from the now much larger crowd present. When they came on, they sounded promising. The sound was much louder compared to Every Move a Picture's set, and Scott Blonde and Lisa Light were quite entertaining to watch. They emit a lot of sex in their stage performance, and that was evident when Lisa showered herself with water about part way through their set. Not wanting to be outdone, Scott took his shirt off to reveal a somewhat toned torso (much to the delight of the gay boys and straight girls in the crowd). They were very entertaining, but I just wasn't into their sound that much.

Finally, the alleged highlight of the evening, Annie, came on a little after midnight. I love Anniemal and the catchy pop tunes in there. It's been in constant rotation in my iPod, with "Heartbeat," "Chewing Gum," and "Me Plus One" being my favourites. What plagued the two previous bands was the sound at Mighty being inconsistent. Here, Annie's performance was a victim of the poor sound off of her mic, coupled by her rather weak vocals. At one point, the recorded backing vocals were just too loud. It instantly reminded me of Ashlee Simpson's embarassing moment on SNL, but it didn't happen here. Annie's set was somewhat entertaining, but fell way below my expectations. "Chewing Gum" was the 3rd or 4th song played, and it really didn't make me want to dance. Which was a damn shame. "Me Plus One" also fell victim to her lackluster vocals and uneven sound at Mighty. Then there were a couple of instrumental songs which just didn't mesh well with the entire set. I got so bored that I left early and missed "Heartbeat." I wasn't that upset, given the poor performance, in leaving early, but I was quite upset that: (1) I didn't drink enough to enjoy this show and (2) that I dragged my friends and hyped this shit up when it was a total let down.

The 4th of July weekend didn't start off with a bang. Instead, the fireworks were duds, and I was left wondering why the hell it happened this way.

Beer Rating: 4.5 Beers

David Byrne (Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, CA, 26 June 2005)

I don't know much of David Byrne other than what he released with the Talking Heads. I didn't pay much attention to Talking Heads or David Byrne until Arcade Fire covered "This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)" in San Francisco. After that, I bought the Talking Heads' Best Of and didn't realize that these were the same guys who did "Psycho Killer" and "Burning Down the House."

After the high of Arcade Fire, and my anger for missing half of their set, I made my rounds around Hollywood Bowl and quickly saw some friends. It couldn't have worked out better since all three of them were within ear shot of one another. I got the scoop from Robin on Tom and Katie (she still insists its a stunt), said hello to Dylan (who was sporting an Arcade Fire shirt) and my yearly visit with Angela (who I finally gave that damn mix CD to!). Oh, and Jason cut his finger trying to open a Beck's using my dad's signature bottle opening trick, but I managed to find his dad who just happened to have a band aid. Go figure.

So, here comes David Byrne. After a brief introduction by Nic Harcourt, David Byrne immediately launced into song, citing the rather strict time guidelines of the venue. Sporting a pink seersucker suit (I think), he launched into one of his solo songs that I have no idea of. It sounded good, but there's just way too much of those bongo drums going on. More of his solo stuff was played, accompanied with strings, along with one Talking Heads song that I don't know the tile of. At this point, Jason and I were bored. We noticed that all the young kids were gone and how we were all surrounded by old people (i.e. 40 yrs. and older). The only thing amusing us is seeing this Beyonce looking silhouette in the Terrace section dancing.

This is where Jason made one of the greatest predictions in concert history. He said something along the lines that David Byrne is going to do a Destiny's Child song. Now, that is just an outrageous claim to begin with, especially since the man is making this prediction after finishing all but 3 bottles of the Beck's that night. We had a good laugh and continued to watch the show.

Things started to pick up once David Byrne played "Burning Down the House." I was in the bathroom at that time and once people heard that song, the bathroom immediately emptied and everyone ran back to their seats. The oldies were dancing now, so much so that you can hear the creaks in their knees. I have to admit, it was a great rendition and I was caught tapping my feet with the 3/4 beat.

After a couple more songs, David Byrne introduced Arcade Fire. This was definitely expected and they played "This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)" with Regine on the steel drum and the blokes all sharing a mic doing backing vocals. At times, Win would trade vocals with David Byrne. Overall, another excellent rendition of a fan favourite. The addition of the Tosca strings and David Byrne's session musicians gave the song a lot more than usual.

Then this is the part of the show where things started to get weird.

After a couple more songs, here comes Extra Action Marching Band coming from the sides of Sec. K2 and marching their way over to the other side of the Bowl, and then down towards the stage. Lead by their cheerleading squad of 2 guys and 4 girls and 2 flag girls, the band found their way on stage and played for about 7 minutes.

Then, the percussion section of the band stayed and the horns stood on the side a bit. Then David Byrne played "Burning Down the House" which drove the entire Bowl ape shit. I too was having a lot of fun at this point.

Just when you think it couldn't get any better than that, the rest of Extra Action joined in David Byrne. This time, the cheerleaders were dressed in their signature skimpy thong outfits (yes, even the guys were dressed like that - I feel sorry for the guys that had to stand in front of them) lining the outside of the pool circle. Then David said, "we've never done this before, so here it goes."

The horns started playing, and oddly enough it sounded like a Beyonce song. I'm like, "NO WAY!" And it was! It was "Crazy in Love"!! [WATCH CLIP: David Byrne - Crazy In Love] Jason called it (OK, it's not a Destiny's Child song, but it's close enough). This was absolutely amazing! The cheerleaders were doing their whole pom-pom thing and Extra Action and the band were just going crazy. David Byrne didn't know the lyrics, so he was cheating by keeping his head down and reading it. He would stick his head up during the chorus, but it didn't matter at this point. Everyone in the Bowl was dancing and standing up. People were looking at one another with huge smiles in their faces, but yet a puzzled look in their eyes. Mobile phones were raised up high with the listener in the other side probably cursing to him/herself that they weren't there to witness this one-of-a-kind spectacle.

That was the last song and as people were exiting the venue, they couldn't stop talking about the cover song.

As we left the venue, we saw Lloyd again! This time we yelled out his name. "LLOYD!!" And he would constantly ignore Jason and I. He was sort of far, but we wanted to say hello. He would still ignore us. We then saw him walking alone on Hollywood Blvd. and we again yelled but again he would ignore us. So, if Lloyd is reading this, what gives man? Why you dissin'? Well, I hope you enjoyed the show.

Beer Rating: 1.5 Beers

The Arcade Fire (Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, CA, 26 June 2005)

After a crazy night in Philadelphia, I am now in Los Angeles hoping to garner enough energy to enjoy Arcade Fire and, possibly, David Byrne. Of course, nothing prepared me for what I was about to witness tonight. This is, easily, the best Hollywood Bowl show I have seen thus far. Yes, even better than Radiohead front row at the Hollywood Bowl.

I arrived at 11:45am in Los Angeles from my stop over in Atlanta. I flew AirTran, f/k/a ValuJet. It's not a bad airline actually. Service was great, no food but what do you expect. I just wish I wasn't sitting in the window. I held it in for 3 hours and upon landing in L.A., and dodging two parapalegics and a geriatric to get to the bathroom, I got my second wind.

I'll spare you the trip to the Vietnamese sandwich shop where pork is apparently like mana from heaven, how Jason bought a 12 pack of Becks for our show drinking pleasure for only $4 thanks to a mix up at Ralph's in Arcadia and how Hollywood Blvd. is the worst possible route one can take to go to the Bowl.

So, after walking from the parking lot at Hollywood and Highland (N.B.: validate so you can save $8 on parking), lugging our $4 Becks, and being constantly ignored by Lloyd (yeah, we saw you Lloyd, you wouldn't even say hi despite us saying hi to you!) we finally made it to the venue. The will call line was SO LONG but we were there a little after 7pm and thought there was no way Arcade Fire is playing anytime soon. Well, we were gravely mistaken. At approximately 7:45pm, I heard the beginning guitars to "Laika." Jason and I were shocked, and pissed, at missing our favourite live Arcade Fire song. This called for desparate measures. I had the bright idea of trying to bribe my way to the front. I offered a guy $10 but he flat out declined, and so did the others. What's wrong with you people! You and your morals. Geez!

So, we got our tickets and ran like hell to our seats. Thus far, we missed "Wake Up," "Laika," "No Cars Go," "Haiti," and "I'm Sleeping in a Submarine." I was so angry for my mix up (N.B.: Use TicketFast and the extra $2.50 for next Hollywood Bowl event) but was quickly distracted by the view of the bowl, the lighting on the stage, and Regine's wonderful voice for "In the Backseat." The acoustics for the Hollywood Bowl is incomparable to any venue I've been in before, and our seats in Sec. K1, Row 7 was just right. Once the closing strings were played for this song, it just eminated throughout the venue. Regine's voice and the awesome sound sent shivers down my spine. Literally.

Win seemed very into the crowd and was just dumbfounded by the audience's reaction to each and every song. He thanked the crowd a lot, and even cracked a joke. Will just graduated from university (applause) and Win said that this was his first day on the job. Win further emphasized that "getting a college degree is very important, I wouldn't know what I'd be doing right now with my religious studies degree. Stay in school." I guess you have to be there to truly appreciate this deadpan remark, but it was hilarious!

Then "Crown of Love" played and again, shivers went down my spine. I cannot emphasize enough how awesome the acoustics are and this is a venue I see the Arcade Fire playing again. Once "Tunnels" came on, people were on their feet. Probably because they thought that "Tunnels" was the last song, and people gave the band a standing ovation upon finishing that song. But they kept on going, much to my pleasure. "Power Out" was next and after that blistering song, with Wil killing the living shit out of the cymbal, the crowd gave the band another standing ovation. At this point, they thought it was over, but I knew better. Little did these Arcade Fire novices know that "Tunnels" segways into "Rebellion (Lies)" and at this point there was dancing everywhere. From the rich folks in the garden boxes to the huge crowd of people in the back of sections P and M, people were filling the aisles with dancing, hopping, and just plain maniacal screaming. I went ape shit in my little section, taking it all in.

That was the final song, and afterwards Win unplugged his guitar and walked around the pool circle area. As he went around, the rest of the band did their march towards stage left. As the lights flickered dim, Tim's silhouette was the last one to be seen.

This is the seventh time I've seen Arcade Fire (S.F. (x4), L.A. (x2) and Coachella) and every single show was as memorable as the one before. This show added a whole new dimension to their greatness. More people are now figuring out how great this band is. So much so that Tower Records nearly sold out of copies of Funeral in their little kiosk.

Beer Rating: 1.5 Beers

Oasis (Festival Pier at Penn's Landing, Philadelphia, PA, 25 June 2005)

It was 5am on a Saturday morning on a fall day in 1995. I was 17 years old and was awaiting my ride to the cross country meet at Kit Carson Park. As I was awaiting my ride, I opted to turn on the television and my teenage instinct immediately lead me to tune it to MTV. Back then, MTV would play music videos and the most obscure of these videos would play in the early morning hours. As I sat there, this song called "Live Forever" by Oasis was on. The very beginning was in black and white, with this guy looking like a sixties hipster staring at me. As the drum beats went on, and as this guy snarled the worlds "Maybe, I don't really want to know, how your garden grows..." I was immediately drawn to this song and music video. I just sat there, probably part in awe of how terrific this song was but also partly because I'm sleepy as fuck. The video finished and I ran outside to meet my ride.

My love for Oasis didn't materialize that day. I didn't really pay much attention to that song or that video much until my friend Roman gave me a mix tape. This is the mix tape from the heavens. The mix tape that radically changed my life. In this mix tape was the Oasis song, "Live Forever" as well as "Supersonic." I loved "Supersonic," with that singer's snarl and confidence saying "I'm feeling supersonic, give me gin and tonic, you can have it all but how much do you want it?" I then bought Definitely Maybe.

Fast forward to 1996. I was in college and I was driving home from La Jolla on Miramar Rd. I tuned it to 92.5 FM, the now defunct Flash, and heard this song. The beginning was this really soft, yet simple, acoustic guitar. Dr. Dre says that you can tell a lot about a song by listening to the first 20 seconds of it. Well, the first 20 seconds were terrific and I immediately turned up the volume. Then it was the snarl again. It was Oasis. I didn't even know they released a single that day, let alone another album. "Today, was gonna be the day..." I was hooked. This was my band. I immediately made a u-turn and went to the Music Trader in Miramar. I bought (What's the Story?) Morning Glory.

Oasis became my band that day. The #1 band in my little world. I was obsessed. I traded in a majority of my alternative CDs in exchange for 3 to 4 song import singles released by Oasis. I remember trading in Nirvana's Nevermind and Pearl Jam's Vitalogy so I can get Oasis' Whatever EP. And boy was that trade well worth it. Then I heard they were touring, the first stop being in San Francisco on a Saturday. I didn't hesitate. I flew to San Francisco and witnessed my very first Oasis show at the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium that night. As I entered the venue, being one of the first few in line, I saw the huge Oasis banner in this equally huge venue. I ran to it, with this rush of excitement going through every bone in my body. I ignored the calls of security to "slow down" or "no running". I was there in front. It was an
amazing show! I raised my hand up high, "LIAM!!" "NOEL!!" I sang to every tune, bounced to every beat, pushed and shoved to every word out of Liam's mouth. After the show, I was a wreck. Physically, I felt like I just went through a war zone full of thugs. Emotionally, I cannot believe I witnessed my first Oasis concert. This was certainly not my last.

From that point on, I made every effort to see Oasis whenever possible. No matter how near or far, I will see Oasis. If there was a weekend date and nothing pressing was going on, I will fly to see Oasis. So far, I have seen Oasis in Los Angeles, San Francisco (x2), New York (x5), Detroit, Chicago, and now Philadelphia, and very soon, Austin and San Diego.

Now that you have that background about my profound devotion to Oasis, let me begin my review of my Philadelphia experience. I cashed in my US Airways miles and got a first class ticket on the red eye to Philly from San Francisco on Friday. Arrived in Philly at my friend Pat's flat at around 6:30am. Slept for a bit. Ate brunch. Slept for a bit again. And then we were off to his friend's place at around 6pm for drinks. Boy, we were drinkin'! Beer was flowing like tap water from a faucet. I don't remember how many I drank before the show, nor how many I drank overall, but I was well near drunk when we all got to Festival Pier. And that's the way I liked it.

I was with Pat's friends, all of whom were very nice and loved Oasis. I couldn't have asked for better company. We missed Jet, which we weren't too concerned about, and decided to grab some more drinks before the show. The area was small for an Oasis show, about 3,000 people, and it is outdoors. The forecast was for a steamy and balmy night in Philly, but it wasn't even like that. The weather was ideal and the setting couldn't have been better. It was a lot like Pier 39 in San Francisco, where the venue overlooked the bridge and it's all standing room.

Then the recorded countdown began. Oasis has been using this as their entrance music since at least Standing on the Shoulder of Giants. The lights got dimmer, the crowd got noisier, I got ancy and wanted to go as close to the front as possible. Glenn, Pat's brother, and I decided to squeeze our way closer, but got as close as the middle because this rather big guy prevented my advancement. Rightfully so, since I hate guys like that too, but I didn't care.

They started off with "Turn Up the Sun" and the band sounded fantastic. My view was somewhat obstructed, but from what I saw Gem was wearing a red Penguin brand shirt and Liam was wearing a white shirt with pinstriped blazer like in Madison Square Garden. The band sounded clear and well rehearsed. Liam's voice couldn't have been better. Then "Lyla" came on. With my hands tied behind my back and one knee slightly bent, I sang along - much to the dismay of some people around me. I didn't care. This is my band and I can do whatever the hell I want! I'm Mad Fer It!

Then the classics came on. "Cigarettes and Alcohol," "Morning Glory" and "Bring it on Down" came on next, though I don't know in what order. "All your dreams were made, when you're chained to the mirror and the razor blade" was sang by me really loud. Fist in the air! Others were doing it too. When Liam sang "So I guess that you might as ...." I sang the "Well..." part of it. Fucking amazing!

More new songs were played such as "The Importance of Being Idle" and "Love Like a Bomb." "Meaning of Soul" was also played and it was played really, really fast. I don't know whether the band were anxious to leave, but it seemed like all the songs were much shorter than they were supposed to be. I guess me being in the state that I was may have contributed to that perception as well.

"Champagne Supernova" and "Live Forever" were played and they were beautifully done. Pure bliss. At that point, I was just so happy to see my band play and for them to play this song. The band left, then they immediately returned for their three song encore. It was no surprise that they played "Wonderwall" next and I jumped up and down like a rabbit during mating season. "Don't Look Back in Anger" was next and at that point, I had one arm around some bloke who was enjoying the show to my left and then Glenn to my right. We all sang it in unison. Oasis song gives me and others a sense of camraderie. I've never met either person on my side before until that night, yet we sang this song as if we knew each other for years.

In typical Oasis style, they ended their set with a cover of the Who's "My Generation." I was so drunk that I mistook the Who with the Rolling Stones, but who cares. "My Generation" Oasis-style was superb, with just so much energy and bravado that the Who probably wished they did it Oasis-style. The key to a show is that the band leaves you wanting more. Well, I definitely wanted more Oasis but that's how the story goes. It was unfortunate that they didn't play "Hindu Times" or "Supersonic" or even anything from Be Here Now, but beggars can't be choosers.

It was around midnight at that point. After luckily hailing a cab, we went to the pub again for a night cap. We talked Oasis and all its glory. I stumbled home to Pat's apartment at around 3am, awaiting my 5am cab ride to the airport for a 6am departure to Atlanta, and then a 10am departure to Los Angeles. I was mad drunk, the world was spinning and I had the biggest headache. When I entered the plane, I reeked of cigarettes and alcohol (they still let you smoke inside bars in Philly) and my eyes were bloodshot red. I just sat in my aisle seat and slept the entire flight. To Los Angeles, the same thing.

I'm rejuvenated and ready to take on another concert tonight, this time my #2 favourite band at the moment. But nothing can top Oasis. Their show in Philly was outstanding, and I can hardly contain my excitement in seeing them in San Francisco, Los Angeles, San Diego and Austin in September.

Beer Rating: 0 Beer